Four Hundred and Thirtieth Chapters Qiankun Cloth Bag

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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters Qiankun cloth bag

The little white bird leaned over, sniffed the edge of the wine jar, and its eyes lit up.

"You little one, do you also want to taste the taste of wine?"

Seeing this, Cheng Feng couldn't help but smile slightly.

Chacha~~chacha~~

Obviously, the little white bird wanted to taste what wine was like, and it could make Cheng Feng so intoxicated.

However, Cheng Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "Although wine is a good thing, but you are only so old, you can't drink it yet. We'll talk about it when you grow up."

Hearing Cheng Feng's words, the little white bird looked disappointed, and immediately started chirping.

It seemed that he was arguing to himself, intending to persuade Cheng Feng.

But unfortunately, no matter how the little white bird twittered, Cheng Feng ignored it.

In this way, the little white bird has nothing to do.

With its small arms and legs, although its blood is strong, it is impossible to snatch the wine jar from Cheng Feng's hand.

However, the little white bird did not give up, but became more interested in 'wine'.

then……

The little white bird stared at Cheng Feng's wine jar for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Immediately, I saw the little white bird open the small cloth bag around his neck and stick his head in for a while.

When the head sticks out, there are already more than a dozen fifth-class Thunder God Stones in its mouth.

Chacha~~chacha~~

The little white bird threw these Thunder God Stones in front of Cheng Feng, pointed to the wine jar in Cheng Feng's hand with its small wings, and then pointed to the Thunder God Stones.

The meaning is quite obvious.

That is to exchange these fifth-class thunder god stones for the jar of wine in Cheng Feng's hand.

"You little..."

Seeing this scene, Cheng Feng couldn't help but froze for a moment.

He never expected that the little white bird would be so greedy that he would trade him the Yunlei Shenshi for wine.

"Chacha~chacha~~" Seeing that Cheng Feng didn't respond for a long time, the little white bird urged from the side.

"Okay, you little glutton, I'll get you some wine to taste."

Seeing the greedy look of the little white bird, Cheng Feng shook his head and smiled.

Immediately, Cheng Feng raised his hand, poured a few drops of wine into his palm, and brought it to the little white bird.

But the little white bird had a look of disgust, pushed away Cheng Feng's hand with its small wings, and then pointed at the wine jar in Cheng Feng's hand.

Obviously, the little white bird thinks too little, it wants the whole jar of wine.

"You little one...do you think the wine is so delicious?"

Cheng Feng shook his head and smiled, and said: "Don't be greedy, taste the taste first, maybe after you taste it, you won't be so fond of wine."

After being persuaded by Cheng Feng, the little white bird reluctantly accepted.

It stretched out its small mouth, and sucked the few drops of wine on Cheng Feng's palm into its mouth.

Immediately, his eyes widened, and the few drops of wine he had just sucked into his mouth were spit out by it.

"Hahaha, what did I say?" Seeing this, Cheng Feng laughed out loud.

However, after the little white bird spit out the wine, it smacked its mouth, as if it tasted a little.

After waiting for a while, he moved closer to Cheng Feng again and pointed at the wine jar in Cheng Feng's hand with his small wings, wanting to try it again.

"Hey, do you still want to drink?"

Cheng Feng was speechless for a while, but he couldn't resist the chirping of the little white bird.

So, Cheng Feng put a few more drops of wine in the palm of his hand, and brought it to the little white bird's mouth.

This time, after the little white bird sipped it, it didn't spit it out, but its whole face was wrinkled together, obviously enduring the pungentness of the wine.

After a few drops of wine, a wave of heat rose up, causing the little white bird's feathers to stand up, but its eyes suddenly lit up.

"Damn, he's still a little drunkard?" Cheng Feng was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that a bird can also drink, and it still looks like it's enjoying it!

Chacha~~chacha~~

A moment later, when the few drops of wine melted away, the little white bird actually pointed to the wine jar, signaling Cheng Feng to continue pouring wine.

"Come again?" Cheng Feng was speechless.

The little white bird didn't bother to answer, it just pointed to the wine jar with its small wings, the meaning was very obvious.

"Okay, I'll bring you a few more drops." Cheng Feng shook his head and dripped a few more drops of wine on the palm of his hand again.

This time, the little white bird had gotten used to the pungentness of the wine, and drank a few drops of wine in Cheng Feng's hand with a sip, with a rather humane expression on his face, very intoxicated.

"This little guy is almost mature, much smarter than a little guy."

Looking at the little white bird, Cheng Feng sighed.

In fact, this is normal, the blood of the little white bird is very strong, and if it is considered according to the level of life, it is even higher than that of ordinary humans.

So he was born not long ago, but he is smarter than the average three or four-year-old child.

While Cheng Feng was feeling emotional, the little white bird was already chirping, reminding Cheng Feng to continue pouring wine.

"Little one, you've already drank more than a dozen drops of wine, that's all for today."

However, Cheng Feng did not intend to give the little white bird any more wine.

If the little white bird is turned into a little drunkard, then when the ancient fierce bird Yao came to his door, wouldn't Cheng Feng's skin be skinned?

Chacha~~chacha~~

However, the little white bird had just tasted the taste of the wine, and its interest was getting stronger, so it urged Cheng Feng to continue.

Even in the end, he picked up the dozen or so fifth-class Thunder God Stones that were thrown in front of Cheng Feng, and threatened Cheng Feng that if he didn't continue to give him wine, he wouldn't give up these Thunder God Stones.

"Shouting? You're threatening me!"

Cheng Feng couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, then his eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "Of course, if you want to continue drinking, it's not impossible..."

Hearing this, the little white bird's eyes lit up.

"But, let me see your little cloth bag first."

Cheng Feng's purpose is very clear, that is the small cloth bag around the neck of the little white bird.

Cheng Feng already knew about this little cloth bag through Nalan Changsheng's introduction, and it seemed to be a very famous treasure in ancient times, named Qiankun cloth bag.

Dryness is the sky, and Kun is the earth.

This small cloth bag, named after 'Qian Kun', means that the cloth bag has a huge space and can hold the whole world!

And the Qiankun cloth bag is indeed as its name suggests.

In ancient times, there used to be a super master who packed a continent in a Qiankun cloth bag.

And recently, that ancient vicious bird Yao used the power of the Qiankun cloth bag to scoop up all the third wave of treasures sprayed out from the tomb of the Heavenly Burial Emperor.

The reason why Cheng Feng wanted to take a look at the Qiankun cloth bag this time was to see if he could find the remaining parts of the God of War armor from the Qiankun cloth bag.

However, as soon as the little white bird heard Cheng Feng mention Qiankun Budai, he immediately became alert.

Protecting the small cloth bag with one hand, he stared at Cheng Feng vigilantly, as if guarding against thieves.

"Little boy, I didn't mean to hit your little cloth bag."

Seeing this scene, the corner of Cheng Feng's mouth twitched, and he immediately showed a disappointed expression: "The reason why I want to see your little cloth bag is just to find something. Since you don't trust me so much, that's fine. Just pretend I didn't say it."

"It's a pity that I was so worried about you just now, and regarded you as a friend..."

Hearing this, especially seeing the disappointed expression on Cheng Feng's face, the little white bird felt a little embarrassed.

Immediately, the vigilance of the little white bird decreased a lot, and it chirped a few times at Cheng Feng.

It seems to be asking, is what you said true? ,